

This is what Amalie did on friday. She fell asleep on my lap. While I was home alone. And had a pizza in the oven. But. As she's now three and half - I realize that these moments are as precious as they come - I have no idea how many more times she'll do this - climb into my lap and fall asleep just like that after two minutes (and really, I can't recall the last time she did this - it's been too long). Maybe this was my last time. So we sat like this for about fifteen minutes, me doing nothing but stroking her hair and reminiscing the moment, listening to her snore (and it's NOT a gentle snore I can assure you...she..uh..snores like a ..uh..p i g....we've been to the doc&a specialist but they couldn't find anything particular so..) and thinking my little baby is growing up so fast.. then I HAD to break off bc of the pizza...carried her with me to the kitchen, put her on the floor and put the (slightly burnt) pizza out and another in...then carried her back and sat down with her for another twelve minutes (cause fifteen was way too long)... I contemplated grabbing my camera....it was just within reach...but thought I'd be silly taking photos of like, everything...but then the thought about this being possibly the last time I get with her on my lap like this made me give in and I grabbed it and took a bazillion photos of her with my arms up high - darn 50mm lens - and this is when my husband came home and asked me what I was doing taking photos of my chest (he came in from behind) :P
But seriously. Right now I am able to blow the pain away from her knee when she's hit herself - she'll cry and yell out loud, run to me or daddy and let us know she's in pain (or well, "pain" I guess is more accurate) and once we blow on whatever it is she's all fine and smiles running away to continue playing. And every time I wonder if this will be the last time. Next time this won't be enough. Like Adrian, he's too big to have his pain blown away like this...he still likes to be cuddled and comforted, but it'll take a while before he's alright... *sigh*

Oh. And the prev. layout of mine, the one with the green Hambly and me as little?
Well, Amalie admired it this morning and exclaimed "Amalie" pointing at mini-me. "No, that's mommy" I told her. "Amalie!" she insisted. "No, mommy". Then the floodgates of tears broke loose ;p

Right now I am winding down after a familydinner w/my husbands grandparents - so sleepy...have a lovely afternoon! :)